Chapter 4697 In the Painting

"kill!"

The nine people behind the middle-aged man immediately moved.

Although they are small in number, they are all terrifying existences of True Monarch Hongmeng's late stage cultivation, much stronger than Xia Palace warriors.

As soon as the battle started, several Xiagong warriors died tragically on the spot.

Qin Shaofeng's expression changed at the same time.

I saw the corpses of those Xiagong warriors who died tragically dissipated, as if they were not real human beings in the first place.

His brows could not help but wrinkle tightly.

Does this Summer Palace really exist, or is it just an illusion-like existence?

How can a real living person dissipate after death?

"Wulks, set up the formation!"

Yan's complexion also changed suddenly.

The Xia Palace warriors he led had just finished setting up the formation, and hadn't really started to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

Facing the sudden hand-to-hand combat, he was really unprepared.

After meeting each other, although the number of wrestlers who died tragically was not too many, it also made him feel distressed.

Since the fall of the Summer Palace.

These are the only Xiagong warriors left here, and if one dies, one will be missing.

The banquet will hold a golden mace in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the figure had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

"Dragon Slaying Mace!"

Amid Yan's shouts, the pair of golden maces seemed to turn into two snake tails, front, back, left, and right, as long as it was a crisis that Yan wanted to attack, it only needed a slight change in the strength of both hands to swing it.

This level of martial arts made Qin Shaofeng almost pop his eyes out.

The mace used by Yan can be swung dozens of times almost in an instant.

Each of the martial arts Qin Shaofeng knows is very powerful, but if he really faces such an attack.

He was 100% sure that he would definitely not be able to survive even a face-to-face meeting.

This way of fighting is too coherent and fast, so that almost every kind of martial skill requires a certain degree of energy storage, and there is no way to display it at all.

Even with the same cultivation base, he dare not think that he has a chance of winning when faced with such an attack.

Not to mention now, in his opinion, that is really the end of being killed in seconds.

The middle-aged man was obviously confused by Yan's attack.

And the first time the battle started here.

On the martial arts arena on the right, Qi, holding a long spear, jumped up and shouted violently: "Battle formation, the Holy Gate of the Summer Palace!"

Qin Shaofeng was still full of suspicion when he saw that there was a peak powerhouse in the two martial arts arenas, but they didn't deal with everyone in the Starry Sky Temple together.

It wasn't until this moment that he really realized it.

The two martial arts arenas of emotion are not just as simple as the martial arts arena, they are also the foundation of the two large formations.

A coach on each formation base, leading the warriors of Xiagong, can display the formation.

On the contrary, it was the Starry Sky Temple, because they were all in the martial arts arena on the left, facing Qi's sudden attack, they were not qualified to make a direct attack.

Qin Shaofeng felt a little more at ease in his heart.

Regardless of whether it was the reason Bailile said, he still hoped that Snow Demon Palace would win.

Even if there is no benefit in the Snow Demon Palace.

As long as he can kill the spirit, everything is enough for him.

But when he was happy.

But I saw a scroll appearing from the martial arts arena on the right.

Still no figure appeared.

The scroll appeared so abruptly that it was even torn apart in an instant.

A stone gate almost the same size as the gate cast by the Qidai people appeared in nothingness.

In a blink of an eye, the stone gate overlapped with the gate.

No matter what kind of power the Holy Gate of the Summer Palace opened, it was completely sealed at this moment.

"The people in the Starry Sky Temple know too much about the formation of the Xia Palace. If we continue to fight like this, we can only rely on the frontal battle." Qin Shaofeng couldn't help but whispered.

At the same time, screams sounded from below the Star Picking Tower.

Qin Shaofeng suddenly turned his head.

However, he saw that Grand Master Zhong had disappeared, and he had obviously gone to deal with those who came to target Zhaixinglou.

"Qin Shaofeng, Xia Palace doesn't seem to have an advantage in this battle."

Bailile also noticed Tai Shizhong's actions, and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

Although others did not speak.

But their looks are very ugly.

What Bailile said before was also a huge psychological pressure for them.

So much so that they almost all lean towards the Snow Demon Palace.

"Hahaha……"

"The Palace of Sleepy Immortals in the Xia Palace is nothing more than that, it was broken open so easily, hahaha..."

"As expected of the Starry Sky Temple, well done, haha!"

"Come together, destroy this Snow Demon Palace for me!"

"From today onwards, let the Summer Palace become real history!"

One after another wild laughter sounded from the direction of the side hall on the right at this moment.

The Temple of Trapped Immortals was broken? !

Qin Shaofeng was startled.

In the two martial arts arenas, only Yan and Qi are leading the army, so it should be Ge who guards the Palace of Sleeping Immortals.

only by star

The three people in the empty temple...

As soon as the idea came here, he suddenly remembered that the scroll appeared inexplicably on the right side of the martial arts arena.

Both Taishi Zhong and Qi couldn't think of the existence of such a transparent person.

Ge is obviously not on his guard against nothingness either.

In this way, Ge should also be hit by that kind of trick.

"Shaofeng, should we help?" Seeing this scene, Bailile couldn't help asking again.

Qin Shaofeng frowned very tightly.

help?

He does want to help.

But the problem is, as Tai Shizhong said, their strength is too low, and they are not qualified to participate in such a battle.

The Snow Demon Palace is obviously restricted everywhere.

If they didn't help, the Snow Demon Palace might become dangerous.

While he was still thinking, he felt a wave of fluctuation in the space.

Turning around suddenly, I saw the huge scroll behind the Star Picking Tower, which was actually rolling up by itself.

"Another transparent person?!"

Qin Shaofeng frowned suddenly.

But I don't know why.

When he turned his head this time, looking at the scroll that was constantly moving, he felt as if his soul was being sucked into it by the scroll.

The world seemed to be distorted at this moment.

He has entered the world in the painting.

This place is like an empty mountain and river.

The moment of consciousness.

Inexplicably, a long sword appeared in his hand, causing him to dance involuntarily.

All the sword moves he had learned and mastered appeared one after another.

Even when he used it, Qingfeng Finger and Huangquan Road were included.

Cast it over and over again.

There are the inherited martial arts that he knows, the natal martial arts that he has comprehended, and even many sword moves that he has given up on.

The speed of the sword moves continued to increase, as if it had become a continuous attack method.

It reminded him subconsciously of Yan's fighting style that he had just seen.